Sex as a mutual creative gesture. In “Action Painting No. 1”, she responds to his movements by scratching his back and leaving blood marks. In “Action Painting No. 2”, he drips candle wax on her back during the sexual act.

A long descent into the void leads us to an organic universe where a seed ﬁghts to germinate. From this seed a tree is born. It grows majestically through various metaphysical universes to ﬁnally create the celestial vault and become the pillar of this world.

It is a visual poem, where words are translated into cinematographic language. This short ﬁlm invites into forgotten rooms of subconsciousness. Every person strays into those rooms in their dreams or memories.

Sometimes we can’t unlock the most secret territories of ourselves with any kind of keys, but other times doors just opens up.